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Be With You - Brad Simpson Imagine.

"I love you, speak soon baby"

"Night, Love you more"

Then you ended the FaceTime. At least you thought you did. You led in bed with the covers pulled up to your chin taking in Brads leftover scent. Your hands came up to your face and covered your eyes as the tears poured out, you couldn't help but ugly cry, really loud, emotional tears, filled with sad and loneliness.

"Babe. Baby. Hey, I'm still here, are you crying? Why are you crying babe. Come on, talk to me?!"

'Oh crap' you thought to yourself. You and Brad has been together for a year now and for some reason this tour had been the loneliest for you. It's not that he had been away from you for any longer than last year, but last year was different. You had school work to occupy you when they were last on tour, this year you're just at home in your apartment without him and it's weird, and sad and you hate it.

"Oh God, B I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to see me this way" you sob, attempting to wipe away the tears before even more fell. "I'm just really struggling with this whole being on my own thing. I miss you like crazy and, I, I just keep crying. I've cried at work, in Sainsbury's, even while I was filling up my car today at the petrol station. You've been gone a month now and I haven't even washed the bedsheets because they still smell faintly like you, apart from the patches that have been drenched with my tears." You manage to get out a small, and weak, giggle with that last sentence.

"I didn't know you felt that way Y/N, I'm so sorry. It can't be easy for you and I forget that." He pauses for a second. "I-I... hang on one sec" and then Brad throws the phone down. You can hear his hotel door open and Brad shouting for Joe, multiple times. Really loudly actually.

"Okay, I'm back." Brad heavily breathes out moments later before continuing. "I'm coming home. Joe is booking me on the next flight from Perth to Birmingham and I will be with you in a couple of days. It's not going to be for long and I'm so sorry, a couple of days max but I can't see you like this. How can I stay in Aus while you're at home in dreary Birmingham crying in Sainsburys." "Brad, I love you, God more than anything but this is silly. It's the sweetest idea ever and I'm so grateful for it but you can't just hop on the next flight home. Let's be real." You feel tears welling up in your eyes again (for the twenty fifth hundredth time today). This is unbelievably thoughtful of Brad, and Joe really, but it's not logical. "Please, it's only another 3 weeks until you're home again, I can wait. I promise I will be okay." You try to reassure Brad that you will be okay, hoping that it's reassuring you at the same time. "Are you sure baby, because you know I would do anything for you. Just say the words and I'll be there, no matter how, where, when." "Yes, I'm sure. I love you so much, so much more than you will ever know. How did I get so lucky?" You say, tears threatening to fall down your cheeks, but the biggest smile on your face accompanied them.

Then your phone abruptly died. You were sad that you'd told Brad not to come home but deep down it made sense.

Two days later, you were sat in Brads spot on the sofa, watching his favourite film and eating his ice cream he'd saved on the freezer when the door bell rang. You looked like a sewer rat that was wearing Brads favourite hoodie he had left behind with you but nonetheless you moaned, pulled yourself out of the butt grove you'd made from not moving for near 10 hours straight and opened the door. "OMG BRAD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" You screamed and jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing his face repeatedly. "Coming home for you babe. Also you've squashed the flowers I brought for you." He chuckled.

"I know I'm only going to be here for a couple of days but fancy flying back out with me and spending the remaining three weeks with the band?" He said way too smoothly once he'd peeled you off of him and you had let him in the door. "Shut up, no way are you telling the truth" you exclaimed, putting his backpack on your bedroom floor and sitting down on his knee. "Honestly, Joe managed to get two tickets for us for Saturday. I've already spoken to your work and their allowing you to have the time off." You just sit there in shock staring at the little bobbles of fluff on Brads hoodie you were wearing. "Is this all okay baby, you're really quiet, you haven't said much since I got here, and that's really not like you" He laughed. "I-erm- wow. Of course it's alright. I just can't believe you'd planned all of this." "Well when you told me not to come, I didn't tell you but Joe had already booked the tickets for me and you so I couldn't actually say no. Not that I wanted to of course. It pains me being away from you so much for such long periods of time and when you're upset and crying, it kills me. I couldn't carry on with you like that, I had to do something. So I came back for you, and I'm not leaving you again babe."

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All Night - Brad Simpson Imagine.

Led in bed, with your fingers and legs intertwined with each other’s. It may be 6 in the morning but after having a bad dream and waking up at 2am, Brad led awake with you and you talked about everything and anything. Brad was the sweetest, he tried to calm you down in every way possible; he sang to you, whispered how much he loved you and what he loved about you, he got you hot chocolate but you were still shaking. Instead you just lead there, your head on his bare chest while he stroked your hair and you listened to his heart beating. You could feel his breath on your hair. As your eyes began to close, Brads alarm went off. You pulled your head up and looked him in the eyes, God you loved those big brown eyes, his eyes said so much more than his mouth ever could. He was good with words but his eyes couldn’t lie or hide his feelings. Right now his eyes were filled with sadness and guilt. “I can’t leave you babe” he muttered in his deep morning voice. You rolled over onto your stomach and ran your hand through his messy hair. “Of course you can baby, you have to go. I’m just sorry I kept you up all night” you apologised, feeling incredibly guilty for neither of you getting more than 2 hours sleep. “No, it’s fine” Brad replied “It’s nothing important, Joe just wanted to talk through upcoming interviews and stuff, I’d much rather stay in bed with you all day, you had a bad night”. “I love you, so much Bradley Simpson” you whispered, resting your forehead on his. He moved and kissed the top of your head, before meeting your lips and planting a small, tender and loving kiss there. “Not as much as I love you Y/N.”

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'Mrs Simpson?' - Brad Simpson Imagine.

I hear Brads flat door open. I patiently wait for him to come into the kitchen to see the cake I have baked for his family’s garden party at the weekend. He walks into the open plan living area with a big smile on his face and his big brown eyes glistening from the bright kitchen lights. He put a big black bag down in the sofa before coming over to me and letting out a little chuckle at the amount of mess I had made. “I will clean up I promise” I blushed and laughed looking around the kitchen counter tops myself. “Hey don’t worry about it, it looks as though you’ve had fun” he replied whilst placing his hands on my hips and pulling me closer and kissing me.

“Gotcha!” He laughed as he wiped flour on the end of my nose. God I loved that boys laugh. Wiping it off onto his top you asked him how his day was. He told you what he’d been doing in the office and the long list of upcoming interviews and events they had planned, not to mention the ever-looming release of their fourth album.

He threw himself down on the big grey sofa the pair of you had picked out for his new apartment and tapped the cushion to the side of him, signalling for you to come sit with him. As you walked over you took a puzzled look at the big bag and questioned Brad about it. “Babe, what’s the the bag?” Just as you sit down next to him he excitedly jumps up. “Ah yeah. Well…” he starts. You presumed it was a suit for a premier he had next week. “I saw this and thought about how beautiful you’d look in it, so I got it for you.” He looked so pleased with himself. You got up from the sofa and walked over the him, running you hand down the fancy suit bag, then looking into Brads eyes. You took the zip in your fingers and, with butterflies in your stomach, you pulled it down to reveal the most gorgeous red silk dress. “ Oh my God Brad!” You exclaimed, not quite able to process that this dress was yours. It was gorgeous, the most beautiful thing (apart from Brad) you’d ever seen. “I thought you could wear it tonight” he smiled, clearly every happy with himself, and so he should be. “Why? What’s happening tonight?” You said with panic setting in. “I’m taking you out for dinner, I’ve booked a table for 7:30, okay?” Still bewildered you stood there, trying to take in everything that had just happened in the past minute. “Hey, Y/N, you alright? It’s just dinner babe.” He chuckled. Even though it was just a dress and dinner reservation, you’d never been treated like this before and you couldn’t believe Brad had done all this for you. “Thank you” was all you could manage to say, looking in between Brads face and the dress. “You’re welcome, you’re more than worth it. It’s the least I could do to make up for me being gone all the time and leaving you here alone all day for the past two weeks.”

After taking a quick shower, you kept your hair in the towel and did your make up, keeping it simple with a red lip. You slipped the bracelet Brad gave you for your one year anniversary on your right arm and put some old diamond earrings in. You walked over to the dress again which was hanging up on the wardrobe still in the bag and, once again, ran your hand over it before pulling it gently out of the bag and off the hanger.

You walked over to the full length mirror and looked at yourself in the dress. It finished just below your knee, it was tight in all the right places and fitted like a glove. You slipped into your classic black heels before calling Brad into the bedroom to do up the zip at the back of your dress. You had your back turned when he came into the room, he walked over to you and placed one hand on our shoulder, you could feel his warm breath on your neck where he then placed a small kiss. “Please can you do up my zip?” You whispered, then kissed his hand which was still on your shoulder. He moved his hand from your shoulder to your side and delicately pulled up the zip, making the dress tighter. You turned around to face him and your eyes met. “You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I’m so lucky you’re mine.” He said softly, his gaze not leaving yours. “You don’t look too bad yourself Mr Simpson.” You replied. He looked amazing actually, he was wearing a pale blue shirt, which looked just as tight as your dress felt, with black suit pants. “Mr Simpson eh?” He sniggered. “Maybe one day I’ll be calling you Mrs Simpson.”

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She Was The One - Brad Simpson Imagine.

I still sit at my phone waiting for a message, a call, anything. I torture myself with notifications and fan accounts letting me know where he is, who he's with, what he's doing. Its been 3 months and all I listen to is their songs, hearing his voice sing me to sleep, wake me up in the morning and somehow, God knows how, help me through my day. 
 Just as I was about to grab my books and school bag, my phone buzzed in my hoodie pocket. It was a notification from a fan account. 'The boys in Birmingham today ahead of their final UK show', there was four pictures, one of each of the boys taking pictures with fans. The knock on my front door forces me to close down Twitter and grab the rest of my school stuff.
 “Stop what your doing missy” I turn around to see my friend all dolled up – definitely not ready for school. “Y/F/N what are you doing, we need to get to school. Why are you wearing that?!” I gasp pointing to her ripped black skinnys, high heeled boots and crop top as I fumbled around trying to pull my converse on without undoing the laces. She looked amazing but if our sixth form head caught her wearing that she would be murdered. “I have a surprise” Y/F/N jumped up and down excitedly, dying to tell you what crazy plan she had. Puzzled I looked at my excited friend; “Y/F/N, I'm really not in the mood, I just want to go to school and get through these last four weeks of school before we leave and exams start. We don't have time to be gallivanting around the bloody country on one of your 'brilliant' trips. Maybe after exams?” You were stressed enough about your final A-Level exams before all of this with Brad blew up, but at least now you thought you'd be able to concentrate on finishing and leaving school forever. “No. it can't be put off until then, it's happening today only.” She replied smugly. You didn't have time to reject before being shoved back up the stairs and a bag of clothes pushed into your hands. You took the outfit out to examine and knew from the tight ripped jeans and tiny little top that you weren't going anywhere civilised. “You're always so prepared aren't you Y/F/N. Will you please tell me where we are going?” you sighed, hoping for an answer. “Nope. Now do as I say. We only have an hour before we need to leave.”
 45 minutes later, you were ready to go to wherever you were being taken. You payed close attention to all the signs on the side of the road hoping for some answers. As you approached a large sign, the word 'BIRMINGHAM' stood out to you. “Birmingham. Y/F/N, why are we heading towards Birmingham?” You panicked, starting to become nervous and the butterflies in your stomach told you this was weird. “We're nearly there, please don't panic Y/N.” Y/F/N attempted to reassure you. Another notification popped up, taking your mind off the fact Y/F/N was turning off the motorway and heading towards the city centre. This time this one was from James; '4 hours till showtime' This time the butterflies had turned into birds in your stomach. “Blindfold on please” Y/F/N said, handing you a bandana. Before you could question why she wanted you to be blindfolded your mind went straight to how Brad looked in bandanas. By this point you had given up fighting or asking questions and complied with her instruction. Roughly 20 minutes later and a few swear words from Y/F/N you stopped and was instructed to not take off the blindfold. A car door opened and closed before your door opened and Y/F/Nhand grabbed your arm and helped you out of the car. All you could hear was screaming. The feeling in your stomach intensified as you thought you heard one person scream 'The Vamps'. You felt the blindfold being undone and you squinted as your eyes adjusted to the light. You looked around and saw what you were so desperately hoping not to see. Girls in their hundreds stood in groups in lines all wearing The Vamps merch waiting to be let into the arena where you knew the boys were playing in 2 short hours. “Y/F/N what the hell were you thinking bringing me here!! Why would you think this is a good idea?” you yelled tears starting to fill your eyes. The thought of actually having to see Brad with thousands of other girls screaming his name made you feel sick. The next thing you know your friend gives you a look and pulls you over to a security guard and tells him both your names. He nods and points over to a door where another guard is standing. She pulls me over to the door and we're let in. we are shown to our seats and Y/F/N starts to explain herself.
 “Look your not going to forgive me anytime soon but I promise it'll all be worth it. You will see soon. Just remember I love you, but I won't apologise.” “What sort of an explanation was that” you bark back at her. “is this supposed to help me get over him, to put this all to bed?” “No, not at all but like I said just wait. Please.” she begged with a look of sadness and optimism in her eyes. Its alright for her, she is still loved up with Blake from New Hope Club, she gets to watch her boyfriend, I'm watching my ex. You can't even bring yourself to look at the stage as the boys come on, smiling and waving, winding up the fans.
 “Our next song is 'She Was The One', please sing along” Connor said to the audience. Your eyes immediately shot to Y/F/N, she looked sheepish. That was your favourite song of theirs. You looked down at Brad before you could stop yourself. He looked gorgeous as always, pink shirt and black jeans. You loved him in pink. Tears started to well up in your eyes and you could just make out Brad. He looked puzzled, and kept looking at the other boys who were avoiding his glare. You were confused, as you knew that the boys were always so prepared for a show and this to you looked as though Brad has forgotten the set. Y/F/N grinned from ear to ear as you saw Tris give a thumbs up in your direction and Y/F/N nodded in response to him. The other three boys started to play the song and Brad soon joined in, still bewildered. 'Tell me you love me, tell me you care...' All I did was love you, it's all I could ever do, I can't help but love you. Thoughts flying around my head distracted me from the fact my face had appeared on the screens at the front of the stage and the crowd went crazy. Connor and James looked at each other across Brad. As soon as Brad saw this exchange he looked at the screen behind him and saw your face on it. He brought one hand up to his mouth before spinning around, searching for your face in the crowd. Moments later he found you, your eyes locked on one another. The boys stopped playing and Tris yelled into a microphone “Y/N, neither you nor Brad knew you would be here tonight.” “Us boys and Y/F/N have decided to take action. Meet us backstage after the next song, it'll all make sense.” finished James. You turned to Y/F/N and she gave you a big hug before wiping away the tears that had been unknowingly steaming down your face.
 You met James, Connor and Tris backstage. “Brad is in there” Connor pointed to a door labelled 'Catering'. Tris pushed the door open and held it for you, everyone had their eyes fixed on you waiting for you to enter the room. As you put one foot in the room Tris let go of the door and you spun around to see Brad sat there with his head in his hands. As soon as he heard the door go he looked up with red eyes. He ran over to you, picking you up in his arms. Both your bodies shook against each other as the tears came once again. You could feel his sweat drenched hair against your head, taking in his scent. You had ached for this for months, every part of you hurt, but your heart felt full. He pulled away from you and looked in your eyes. “You still look beautiful, even when you cry.” Brad said. You didn't know what to do, your arms still wrapped round his neck. He took his thumb and wiped the tears from your checks before placing a delicate kiss on your lips. “I've missed you” you managed to breathe out, your voice small and quiet. Brad brushed your hair from your face and then kissed the end of your nose like he always used to. "I'm so sorry Y/N, I love you, I never stopped. All I can think about is you and how awful I was and how it feels without you." You just simply smiled at Brad, looked into his tear-filled eyes before bringing your lips to his, experiencing the most passionate, beautiful kiss that said everything. Right there and then all the hurt and pain vanished. You were home.

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Brad Proposal

“Brad will you please tell me why I’m awake so early?” “Just shush, you’ll thank me later” You proceeded to get into the car with your suitcase. Brad would not tell you where on earth he was taking you. All he said was for you to pack a suitcase for a weekend away. It was dark outside, but you could see the sun making the skies light up a little.

The taxi pulled away from the flat you shared with your boyfriend. Brad loved to surprise you, especially for your birthday. But your birthday was two weeks away so it couldn’t be anything for that. If there was one thing you hated, it was being completely clueless. You’d at least like to have known where it is you were going so you could have packed the right things to wear. During the journey, you looked out for hints as to where you were going, but Brad just kept waffling on to you about stupid little things. “Brad seriously, this is getting ridiculous, where are we?” “Oh look we’re here” Looking out the window, you’d pulled up at Birmingham Airport Departures. Getting out of the taxi, Brad paid the driver and pulled your luggage our of the car. Handing you your case, Brad waved at the driver as he drove away. Okay, you were even more clueless now than you were before. 

“The departures lounge?” You asked as you looked around at the crowds of people dragging their luggage into the airport.  “Mhm” Brad laughed as he pointed over to the trolley stand. Then you spotted a couple. A tall guy with brown hair and a girl just a little smaller with straight blonde hair. They were waving at you. “Brad…Brad…Is that Con and Luisa?” “Maybe it is?” He smirked Shaking your head, you smiled giving him a nudge as you dragged your case over to the couple. Luisa came running up to you straight away giving you a hug. Con doing the same afterwards. “So has he told you where we’re going yet?!” Luisa asked, giddily. “No he hasn’t…wait we’re” You looked at Brad, who was looking at Connor giggling.  “Lets just go inside” He smiled, as you all dragged your cases into the airport lounge. Brad said he needed to go and sort something out, so you sat on your case with your friends. Luisa was getting so giddy and excited, but you just didn’t understand what was going on. It was pretty obvious you were going somewhere on a plane, but where, you had no clue. Soon, Brad returned. “They’re ready” He nodded to Con as they both pulled out their phones, holding them high as if they were about to take a selfie.

The next thing, James and Kirstie and Tristan and Anastasia popped up on the screens. They looked like they were in an airport too. Luisa had her phone out ready to film something.  “Brad, what is going on?” You laughed, feeling the excitement bubble inside. “Okay, so it’s your birthday soon, and we wanted to do something special. So the 8 of us are going away together for a weekend” “BRAD JUST TELL HER” Kirstie shouted “Open this” Brad said, handing you an envelope Taking it from Brad, you opened it up carefully to reveal two boarding passes and a letter. The boarding passes said that you were flying to CDG, meaning Paris. Then, you took out the letter and your hand rose to your mouth. Tears started to brim in your eyes. Brad had booked for everyone to go to Disneyland Paris for your Birthday. 

You looked up at everyone, who were now waving their boarding passes at you. Brad was smiling that cheeky grin, as you jumped off your case and hugged him so tightly.  “Thankyou” you whispered as you placed a kiss on his lips.  Luisa then came up behind you and placed a pair of red and white dotty Minnie Mouse ears on your head “WE’RE GOING TO DISNEY” she squealed.  James and Tris were flying out from London, because it would’ve been a struggle for them to treck to Birmingham with all of their luggage. 

Before you knew it, you’d boarded the plane and were ready to take off for Paris. Brad was scared of flying, so as the plane rumbled along the runway, you held his hand tightly, kissing him on the cheek as another thankyou for what you already knew was going to be the most wonderful trip. Con had already fallen asleep on Luisa’s shoulder, who was sat reading a fashion magazine. Brad and you were sharing earphones, listening to his playlist from his Ipod. Then, the flight attendant announced that you would be descending into Charles De Gaulle. It was a very quick flight, much quicker than you thought it was going to be. 

As you all plodded out into the arrivals section, you waited for your luggage. It seemed to take forever to come around, there were so many people. Finally, they were released, and Brad handed you your case, holding your hand as you walked tried to make your way through the crowds. The next thing you heard was screams. Kirstie and Anastasia came bounding up to you, hugging you and jumping around. You’re girls after all, what girls don’t get excited over going to Disney. The boys all gathered around, putting their arm around Brad as if to be discussing something but you didn’t know what. 

Now that the group had been re-united, you all piled into a black taxi to take you to your hotel. You had no clue where Brad had booked for you to stay. On the journey, you all sang along to the classic Disney songs, as James tried to do his impression of 60% of the Disney characters. Brad held your hand throughout the entire journey, he just seemed to be really touchy today, much more than normal. Then, you pulled up at the most beautiful pastel pink hotel; not just any hotel; the Disney Hotel. It’d been your dream to stay here since being a little girl. Looking at Brad, your mouth open you blinked in bewilderment.  “Is…Thi…Is this our hotel?” He nodded and giggled as you bombarded him with even more thankyous and hugs and cuddles. 

Once you’d all checked into your rooms, changed into something a little more comfortable, your holiday could begin. Everyone had some ears to wear, and everyone was getting into the Disney spirit, even Connor who wasn’t the greatest Disney fan in the world. The majority of your time was spent on the rides, taking so many funny photos and meeting all of your favourite characters. You had the most adorable group photo taken with Mickey and Minnie in front of the castle. It was one of those things where you were just so happy to be in your happiest place with the people who meant the most to you. 

Brad seemed to be having an amazing time, until it came to your last day. He was so distant and quiet, not like the normal Brad that you knew. The girls were keeping you occupied, pointing out all the cute things and the characters whilst the boys seemed to be re-assuring Brad. You wondered why he couldn’t speak to you about whatever was troubling him. After having another amazing day in the park, you all walked down Main Street to take your place to watch the fireworks. Kirstie stood with her arms around James, Luisa stood snuggled into Con and Anastasia was trying to fix Tristans ears onto his head. You however were stood alone, Brad had gone to a shop somewhere, so you said you’d go on and save a space. “Is Brad okay?” You turned to ask James “Yeah, he’s fine why?” “He’s just been really distant today that’s all” “Oh…” “I thought I’d done something to upset him..” “Oh no no no, believe me you’ve done nothing to upset him, nothing at all” “You sure?” “I’m more than sure” He smiled.

Then, you felt warm arms wrap around you and a chin rest on your shoulder. The couples were stood in a diamond shape right in front of the castle. “Hey” he whispered “Hey” you whispered back, as he kissed you on the cheek.

*James and Kirstie were stood behind you. Brad had one hand behind his back with a small box in it. James took a photo of this moment; Brad with his arms around you, the castle right in front of you both and the ring in his hand, you completely unaware. He uploaded it to Instagram with the caption “Lets hope she says Yes”.*

As you waited for the show, Brad kept shuffling.  “Brad, are you okay?” “Yes…I…” And with that his hands were removed from around your waist.  “Brad what’re you doing?” He knelt down to the floor, and the crowd around you burst into gasps and aws! The boys and the girls stood back, to give you and Brad some space. “(Y/N), I don’t know what my life would be like without you. You bring me so much joy and laughter everyday, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So…(Y/N)…Will you marry me?” You looked around at the couples, they were all smiling and James gave you a wink. “OF COURSE I WILL YOU BIG MUPPET” You shouted, as he placed the ring on your finger, pulling you into the tightest hug. You kissed him on the lips as you looked down and giggled.  “SMILE” James said as he held up his phone Brad enveloped you into a cuddle as you showed the ring to the camera giggling. He then uploaded it to the Instagram with the caption “She said Yes”. Then, the fireworks began as the internet went into complete craze because you and Brad were engaged. You both watched the castle be lit up by exploding lights, as you snuggled into one another. Looking up at your Fiance, you wondered how you ever got so lucky.

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He is so beautiful.. Just imagine that he can sing, play to you whenever you want to, because he knows how much you love his voice and he wants you to be happy